Doesn't everything die at last and too soon? Tell me what it is you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
beautiful words
We dare to dance justice in the face of oppression, reverence in the face of exploitation, beauty in the face of brokenness, tenderness in the face of violence. And in the face of doubt and death, we dance our belief in the living God.
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